The Strange One ↠ Z.M

chapter 10

I waited for Zayn's friend to come by, I wasn't sure who this friend would be.

Would he be my age?

Would he be a vampire like Zayn?

I thought about it as there was a knock at the door. I quickly got up from the couch and made my way towards the door. I opened it, surprised to see Harry Styles standing before me.

"Harry?" I furrowed my eyebrows. I looked at his attire, all black clothing, and a big black duffle bag.

Harry smiled, "Are you going to let me in, or will I have to stay out here and make sure you're safe?" I stepped aside and let Harry come in, I closed the door and locked it behind me. "Oh, locking the door won't make any difference. A vampire will find a way in even if it kills them" Harry told me.

I nodded. "So... you're Zayn's friend?"

"Best friend, I'd like to believe" Harry set his duffle bag on the couch.

I took a few steps closer to him, I knew Harry from school but I don't know what he could do, "I never see you guys together" I stated.

Harry nodded, "Yeah, we like to keep our friendship a secret," I looked at Harry, and I guess the look I gave him made me assume he was just a douche, "Oh! No, I didn't decide that. Zayn did, he said it would keep me safe... though I don't necessarily need it"

"So, what are you? Are you a vampire or...?" I asked intently.

"Well, I'm a normal person I guess, I just hunt vampires" Harry unzipped his duffle bag, revealing wooden steaks and bottles of some type of liquid.

I scoffed, "A vampire hunter who is best friends with a vampire? You're joking, this whole thing seems a little far fetched, don't you think?" I stifled a laugh.

Harry smirked, looking through the contents in his bag, "Yes, I know it sounds crazy. But I give him protection when he needs it, and he gives me protection," Harry looked up at me, "Zayn only calls me when it's really important, you must be really important to him"

I smiled slightly. I shouldn't though, Zayn's a vampire and he's dangerous. Though he says he'd never hurt me it's hard to believe that. He wouldn't be able to stop himself if he ever saw my blood. Or if anything like that happened, he wouldn't be able to stop.

I watched as Harry pulled out a mason jar full of a clear liquid. "Is that like, Holy water or something?"

"No," Harry laughed, "It's vervein," Harry pulled up a small purple flower, "It's original form is this. When the vampires touch it they burn, I'm not sure what it is but I carry it around with me wherever I go. It comes in handy"

"So it's like Holy Water for a demon?" I picked up one of Harry's wooden steaks and looked it over with my eyes.

Harry laughed, "Yeah, something like that"

Then, there was a loud bang on the door.